The Wrong Woman

This was the most annoying maid of honor in Norvania's history, without a doubt.

Nathan couldn't wait to step off the stage. Instead of returning to his seat, he left the banquet hall alone. No one knew where he was going or why he left in such a hurry. Just as everyone was curious, the wedding resumed its original order.

The wedding reception followed. The bride and groom shared their love story, cutting the cake and making toast.

Yale absentmindedly stared at the white handkerchief in his hand. He took off his ring and removed the needle then tossed it to the ground.

He stared at the white handkerchief with a sinister look on his face. After a while, he finally returned to his senses and began to feel nervous.

He took out his phone and urgently dialed a number while walking backstage.

"Yale, where are you going?" Lillian asked.

Yale forced a smile and said, "I need to use the restroom. I'll be right back."

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, with only the bride and the host on stage.

Breathing heavily, Yale hid in the corner. He looked sinister as he commanded with a chilly tone, "Nathan had my blood with him. He should be heading toward the military hospital.

snatch back the blood-stained handkerchief. Make sure he can't

the phone asked, "Are you sure he

him. He won't trust others anymore. I'm sure he'll go to the hospital alone with

glared at

gone through every detail, yet he

had an extreme hatred

He thought that

agreed to

had planned all

best

composure before returning to the stage. He looked at Mila and

restless. She sensed something bad would happen, making her

her phone rang twice. She unlocked her phone

"Chubs, no matter what happens, don't be

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as he answered a phone call,

continued. Mila was